All Chapters of The billionaire's Paper Wife : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Amelia's gaze never left the doctor’s as he continued to spill medical jargon, his voice fading in and out drowned by the sound of her own beating heart as her breath hitched in her throat. Cancer! Did he just say lung cancer? “Miss… Miss are you listening… Miss Amelia!” the doctor tapped his finger on the office table. A muscle twitched in the lid of Amelia’s eyes, and her gaze shifted to the tapping fingers, then back at the doctor. She blinked a couple of times ridding herself of the pain of her long stare. “I’m listening, doctor, please continue” The doctor retrieved his fingers, leaning forward instead, resting his hands on his office table. “Miss Amelia, I know this is hard for you,” he started his voice, kind and comforting “But do pay attention to what I say as it concerns the patient's life” The doctor rested his back down on his seat having made his point clear. A gentle warning, to her abated mind. “Okay... I understand doctor, how is my mother? Is there any other w

Her hand was grabbed and pulled back behind her. “What are you trying to do?” Dylan muttered from behind her. Amelia’s heart went up her throat. “Hmph, you still think you have a choice?” Mike snapped. “If you knew your mother couldn't pay, maybe you shouldn’t have let her out of the house, you dare!” Mike moved forward to act but was held back by Dash. “Make up your mind already?” Drake moved in between her and Mike. Amelia instinctively stepped back leaning on Dylan, startled by her close proximity to him she took a hesitant step forward. “Look, tell your boss Bobby I’m still here, my mother is still here, I will not sell my body, and you can’t make me.” Dash frowned, her words sounded like a threat. The other laughed, not taking her seriously at all. Amelia lowered her gaze to the ground. Like a leech sucking at every fiber of her being. How could her mother borrow money from these people? She couldn't help but feel small, and ashamed in front of these people.

Amelia’s gaze widened, and her hands trembled as she read the figures—one billion! She flipped to one page, then another—her movement chaotic. Then her heart wrenched so much so she couldn’t breathe, once her gaze landed on the signature written at the end of the document. LIES they were all LIES. Her grip on the document tightened. “Back then, I forgave this debt. But as you rightly reminded me, our family has no relationship. It’s too much to ask that you pretend to be my son’s wife, just pay the debt and we will cut ties” “It's fake, isn’t it?” her voice trembled as she crumpled the sheet in her hand. “This has to be fake, a ruse to get what you want” She gazed at Mrs. Hughes, her eyes pleading. “I see your father never told you or your mother…” Mrs. Hughes poured herself another cup of tea “When his business was failing, he’d borrowed money from me to help keep it afloat, and it did for a while, but it failed in the end” Amelia watched as Mrs. Hughes took a sip

Dax gazed outside his hospital window, watching the fading hues of the sun marking the end of the day. Whoossshhh… the cool evening breeze blew, and he closed his eyes, reminiscing in the tranquility that was the night.Yet a faint aura emanated from him, one that belied his fury—A mild breeze could not quench.It’s been a day now he’d been awake. Why wasn’t she here yet?The sound of the ticking clock, the nurse hovering and checking him, and the damn breeze that blew into his hospital room—they all got on his nerve.According to the doctor, he’d just woken up from a three-year-long coma, shouldn’t his wife be here with him?His last memory was of himself driving to the airport, and even now, he still felt the sense of urgency that propelled him as he drove on that day and then the accident when a truck crashed in on his car. What had happened and why he was in such a rush, Dax could not remember the details, and every time he tried to, there was a fog to his memories. The inner w

“What do you think you are doing?” she snapped, her teary gaze locked in on who forcibly held her.“Unhand me.” Her tone sharp as her gaze turned fiery.“Where do you think you are going?” his grip on her tightened, and Amelia struggled lightly, but it was no use.“It is the chairwoman’s wish that you proceed with this marriage”“This isn’t pretend, is it?” Amelia scoffed in disdain “The contract you gave me was a lie, wasn’t it; this isn’t what I signed up for. I do not wish to be more than a pretend wife.”“All will be explained to you soon for now, let’s go back to the hospital room,”“No!” she managed to pull her hands off the guard hold “I won’t go back; this is beyond me I cannot go through with this”“And why won’t you?”Startled, Amelia's chest tightened as she turned to Face Mrs. Hughes, who’d shown with a few entourage of guards.“Tell me, David, what was the young lady saying?” Mrs Hughes's tone was soft but unyielding.“She refuses to proceed with the marriage, ma’am”“And